In biology, we are taught that there is an almost linear path of the forms of mankind. Reality is it was a bit messier. Six species of man existed probably concurrently or at least overlapping. One still stands…. Is it because we’re wiser?
Skeletons In Our Closet by Michael Romani Gazing backward from our horizon Our siblings are rescued from oblivion A fossilized bit of finger bone Whispers that we are not alone Or, at least once, we were not We have lost cousins we'd forgot So much for our moments of vanity There are skeletons in closet of humanity With a whiff of pretentiousness We echo our pride of consciousness Proclaiming our bit of tree as wise But, were we always in our brothers' eyes Having been poked and prodded once again Sitting quietly eating with book as friend I find myself wishing maybe I was drinking Cleverly caught up again in thinking How it had become necessary to invent Conceptions of clean lines of descent But this is just intended fallacy Protecting ourselves from truth of city At 10,000 years as our cities rose Our relatives mysteriously died out as it goes Of six species of man, one remains standing The explanation for this is not so demanding There is something in this singular discrimination That calls out in its haunting incrimination All so clever in our suppression of memory Of how Homo Sapiens killed off its family We pride ourselves as rising as the best But was it fratricide that stood as test Neanderthal Man had the bigger brain Now isn't that a peculiar sense of stain? (c) February 22, 2019 Michael Romani All Right Reserved
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 